Kevin Gates – Scars

Kevin Gates - Scars

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Kevin Gates Scars Mp3 Lyrics

Get up on my level, get up on my level
Get up on my level, get up on my level

Free my dawg out the slum
All my children and their moms (Hold on, that won’t be long)
They clutchin’ my hammer
Sendin’ killers and I’m one of them
No love for the weak
Only the strong survive these streets
I put myself out of reach
Got tired of peelin’ off the leechers
You could cover all your scars up in diamonds but it still gon’ hurt

Beefin’ with my chick while I’m in jail (I’m in jail)
Try not to clique out ’bout restriction, can’ make bail
Mazzi gone but only [?] I ain’t called in minute, ain’t bulged in a minute
Can’t wait to see them stars in the ceilin’, free all of my hitters
Reachin’ this chain, I’m whackin’ your people, I’m with all that
Sorry for who you is, I ain’t hesitate to fall back (Fall back)
Finally back to myself again
I ain’t needed no help again
Only chasin’ paper, the women come when you get them wins
Focusin’ on my health again, reinventin’ myself again
Maintainin’ my element, 63 that AMG, I vroom
Leaving ’em in the wind
Heard they sleepin’ on me, I’m cool, they ain’t on my level then (Get up on my level)

Slowly pacin’, goin’ places
Imitators aim the cause, I know they fakin’ (Get up on my level)
[?] the spot was open, vacant
One foot in the game, my soul is not for takin’, no, no

Free my dawg out the slum
All my children and their moms (Hold on, that won’t be long)
They clutchin’ my hammer
Sendin’ killers and I’m one of them
No love for the weak
Only the strong survive these streets
I put myself out of reach
Got tired of peelin’ off the leechers
You could cover all your scars up in diamonds but it still gon’ hurt (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
Say you love me, well, show me that shit for real (For real)
Don’t play with locos, that type of shit get you killed
You could cover all your scars up in diamonds but it still gon’ hurt (Ooh-ooh, ooh)

I might not too much ’bout flossin’
I could tell you about heartache (Heartache)
Dirty clothes, dirty sneakers
Gettin’ tees, [?]
Hard for everybody out there seekin’ peace through the heartbreak (Heartbreak)
Sometimes I’m not at ease, it’s hard to sleep while my scars heal
Offer help when I’m winnin’
Everyone willin’ to lend a hand (Work)
You fall off on your ass, forget it, you better not ask (For real)
Overlook in the water, [?]
If a snake drivin’ your boat, ain’t no need of mowin’ the grass (Ooh)
Friends leakin’ songs, okay, I know it my bad (I did, my bad)
Major mistake in trustin’ when they intentions was bad
Scored out the trenches, resilience they never had (Never do that again)
Be who you tryna be but you can’t compete with my swag

Slowly pacin’, goin’ places
Imitators aim the cause, I know they fakin’ (Get up on my level)
[?] the spot was open, vacant
One foot in the game, my soul is not for takin’, no, no

Free my dawg out the slum
All my children and their moms (Hold on, that won’t be long)
They clutchin’ my hammer
Sendin’ killers and I’m one of them (One of them)
No love for the weak
Only the strong survive these streets
I put myself out of reach
Got tired of peelin’ off the leechers
You could cover all your scars up in diamonds but it still gon’ hurt (Still gon’ hurt, yeah)
Say you love me, well, show me that shit for real (Show me it for real)
Don’t play with locos, that type of shit get you killed (Shit could get you killed)
You could cover all your scars up in diamonds but it still gon’ hurt (Still gon’ hurt, ooh-ooh, ooh)

(Go Grizz)
(Ain’t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Mm, look like DJ Chose)


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